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11,331 posts. Alias of Signore di Fortuna.


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Time for bed.


I'm mostly good for off-color jokes.

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Wow, that sucks. At least, she's alright. I wish there was something more I could say, but I'm not sure what. I'm off until Monday so I'll be around to provide the fun and hope it helps.

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That's because my mom has been in that situation before.

The half-orc turns to glance at the group. "Help yerselves, there's plenty."

Several people on the ship give the crowd of animals and strangers some cursory glances before returning to their own conversations. You find your way to the galley, the smell of food becoming stronger. Part of the ship's hold has been converted into a large kitchen and dining area, where you see a half-orc slaving away on a stove. Stacks of flapjacks and ground sausages are piled on plates on a long table in front of him with small jugs of sweet smelling syrup next to the plates.

Alright, I better get myself to bed. Doing lots of yawning here.

Yep :)

I did a lot more driving than expected today, but I've got a long weekend ahead of me.

Sleep well.

It's alright.

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lol, they're keeping me longer today to return some cars after the auction
On lunch now...which I didn't pack. Can't win for losing.

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That's awful...

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Someone's sawing logs on the couch. I think we better call it a night.

We don't see him that often.

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A little more than eight hours, but not horrific. Tomorrow will be short since it's an auction.

A spray of water hits the deck as the ship heads into a rough patch. The knight who was swabbing the deck looks at the captain of the boat, a rather sour-looking halfling. "Oi! You don't need to rush us headlong toward death!"

"Quit your grousing," the halfling shouts. "I'm not gonna avoid the waves because of your delicate sensibilities!"

The knight huffs and goes about cleaning up the salt water on the deck.

Off at last.

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Godrick's grip on Sadhana's hand tightens for a moment. "This is the end of my road...I have been a Covington, but penniless. I have been an Anizari, but a man. I have been a paladin, but a heretic in the eyes of many churches."

Godrick takes a deep breath. "Aroden's soul is trapped...consumed by Malfeliax. Our god dwells in a prison with countless other souls. He must be freed, despite the fact that the daemons are waiting for his release...You will have to face them and restore Aroden's place."

The old paladin closes his eyes. "The tattoos we bear...they are our heritage and a tale of our paths. They change as we live. New ones appear for every death we witness and every life we save."

Shimmering green tattoos swirl on Godrick's arms. "The Anizari have become corrupt over many decades, desperate to regain their former glory. You must free your Sisters as well...take my power, Sadhana. In the coming days, you will dream but they will be my memories, knowledge that I've collected. I hope they will be of some help..."

The old man begins to fade from the magus' sight as his tattoos crawl up Sadhana's arm before settling on her upper arm in the shape of a rose. The design slowly changes from green to blue.

"Good-bye, Sadhana..."

A pulse of energy runs through Sadhana's body and, when she looks down, her hand and the bed where Godrick had lain are empty. No evidence of the old paladin remains.

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Godrick opens his eyes to see Sadhana. "Drago, please leave us."

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I'm probably going to head to bed. Gotta be up in 5 hours. If I'm doing pickups again, then I'll catch up at work. Submit poems here in discussion or. if you're a little self-conscious about it, just PM me and title it "Poem".

Bonus XP chance unlocked! If anyone comes up with a good poem for Michael, I will give the group 200 extra xp.

It's temp work. I probably won't be there for long.

None whatsoever and, of course, I am one of the few non-black people there.

Godrick smiles. "I wish you the best in the years to come. I'm sorry, but I must rest for a while. There is still much I must say to Sādhanā."

Godrick reaches for Arista's face and wipes away her tears. "I've been alive a lot longer than many people have the right to...You're still in good hands, Arista. When I look at you and Alethiro, it lightens my heart. Even shining warriors have dark pasts, but leaving a brighter future is the best I could have hoped for. I'm sure you will guide Valwick and Zahvroma to a greater glory than it has ever known."

They've got me going again tomorrow and Thursday. I know Thursday's going to be short for sure.

Godrick opens his eyes to look at Arista and smiles. "Don't be...Once I met you, I saw how you saw me. I hope I never failed you in that regard."

Have fun.

I didn't even work half a day and I was tired when I got home :/

Godrick shakes his head. "I'll be alright."

He lays on the bed and closes his eyes, his chest rising and falling with great effort.

The letter from Elena appears to be hastily written, but it details her encounter with her father and her family's adoption of a fetchling named Rajni.

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Godrick follows Drago to the men's quarters. He sits on the bed, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. "I have something for you, Drago. From Elena."

He pulls several folded sheets of paper from his pocket and hands it to the dhampir.

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Once again, early to work.

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"Do you have a place I could rest for a while?" Godrick asks, all his strength seemingly sapped.

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Hehe. Sorry, mid-season finales are pretty taxing, lol.

Godrick nods at Sādhanā. "It can wait. You have something else on your mind right now and...I have a bit to say. So..."

He stops and smiles at Ylrhea. "Come to me when your mind is clear."

Gonna head to bed. I'm heading back to the auction place in the morning for work. Perhaps we shall get through the suspense tomorrow/today.

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"After you eat, could I speak with you alone, Sādhanā?" Godrick asks. "I'm sorry to dull the good news with my own, but I thought it would be better than you returning to find me in a grave."

Godrick holds up his hand as Sādhanā and Ylrhea enter the kitchen. "We have tonight, Michael. Let me say my peace because I this is my last one. My grave. I will not see another dawn and I wanted to spend my last moments with you. In the last few days, I have seen to it that you are all given your own homes in Valwick. Barclay knows of this and will give you your keys upon your return.
"Some of you may know Marcel LeVoux, he fought with a few of you in Deshur. He has become captain of the guard and he'll need the fort for him and his men and women. But...the most important thing I wanted to tell you is that you have given this old man hope in his last days and I wanted to thank you."

Godrick nods. "She appeared a few days ago."

"I need to talk to you all, but it can wait until Sādhanā and Ylrhea get in here," Godrick says, sipping on the water and taking a bite of the stew. "Wow, this is magnificent. My compliments, Arista."

"Water, please, and a little bit of what you have cooking," Godrick says, taking a seat.

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Godrick smiles as he sees Arista over the pot. "Ahh, there's the young mother now."

Godrick looks to the gnome. "I can manage from here. Thank you, Clara."

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"As much as it pains me to do so, I understand," Godrick starts, taking Clara and Sādhanā's hands. "The bonds of marriage are not meant to constrict, not meant to hurt, not meant to create a love that isn't there. What you did came from a good place, but you realized that this bond was not meant for the both of you. There is no fault here, only a greater understanding. In the eyes of the gods, whom you both serve, I dissolve your marriage. May a new path be opened to both of you and a good life ahead."

He lets go of the paladin and magus' hands. "May we go inside? I need to speak with you all about a different matter..."

A handsome man in ornate armor walks on deck. "Can I have your attention, everyone? First of all, I'd like to thank you all for volunteering to come on this expedition. I know you were adequately compensated, but the Order of the Albatross appreciate you setting everything aside to come on board. My name is Lieutenant Micah Elsbridge and I'm the commanding officer on this ship. If you have any problems, let me know and I will handle it to the best of my ability. We will be sailing to Frijia and it will be a two day journey. While we don't have sleeping quarters, we have plenty of hammocks to accommodate you all. When we get to Frijia, it will be a twenty mile hike through ice and snow to get to our base camp. I think you might be pleasantly surprised by it."

He looks over the crowd. "Some of you appear to have talents that we are desperately in need of. When we arrive at the base camp, if you have combat experience or magical talents, we will need you to form several expedition groups. Much of Frijia is unexplored, though there have been reports of fey in the forests near our base camp. The rest of you will be assisting us in setting up a settlement. We have plenty of supplies and we hope that you bring some enthusiasm to it. If you're a butcher, a baker or a candlestick maker, your talents will not go to waste. I'll leave you all to get acquainted. If you're hungry, our chef has cooked up some delicious food in our galley down below. Just follow the tasty aromas and you'll find him. Thank you again."

He gives the crowd a polite bow before heading to the captain's quarters.

Be safe going home. I've got work tomorrow, so it'll be evening here when I get back to this. I'll get some thing going in the meantime.

The old paladin looks into Sādhanā's eyes. "I think you know why we're here."


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